Tang Xiaobao asked curiously.

"The secretary of Mayor Xiong of the Municipal Party Committee."

puff!

Tang Xiaobao almost laughed out loud.

"What did you say, Mayor Xiong's secretary?"

"Yes! His name is Xiong Bing. I heard he's a cousin of Mayor Xiong. Of course, these are all rumors, but from what he said, he and Mayor Xiong are relatives, but definitely not cousins."

Ji Xueping said dissatisfiedly, "This guy looks decent, but he's so annoying. He texts me every day, driving me crazy. I've rejected him more than once, but who knew he'd actually come to our house and even meet my parents. Then my parents called me every day to try to persuade me, and now he's coming over to force me. Furthermore, we've already planned to have dinner together tonight, and he wants to treat us. He's trying to please my parents."

Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Is that all?"

“Is this still small?”

"Yes, it's a small matter. Now you have to answer a question for me seriously."

Tang Xiaobao suddenly became serious again.

Ji Xueping felt a little guilty: "If you have any questions, just ask. Don't make that expression. It makes me feel uncomfortable."

Tang Xiaobao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still asked with a straight face: "You really don't like him?"

"Yes, I don't like him at all."

"Why don't you like it?"

"Why would I want to? I just don't like it."

"You're talking about people too. He's well-born and has a bright future. Maybe in a few years he'll be transferred to a lower-level district or county to become the top leader. His future is limitless. Are you really not considering it?"

Tang Xiaobao asked.

Ji Xueping snorted and didn't answer.